Read Poem: Showering When You Have Depression by B

the girls, flocked together like a gaggle of geese, turned towards me as one and seemed to sneer with their eyes, the way some smile with theirs.

i simply looked back, and wished my body would disintegrate into little dust mites and disperse into the air vents

i kept asking myself that day, that week, why people kept looking at me.
might have been the smell